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WHO: Jack Harkness, Logan, Ianto Jones, OTA
WHAT: Jack's ego the Death-Off
WHERE: clocktower
WHEN: Day 8, noon
RATING: High, knowing the mouths in here.
STATUS: Active


First of all, challenging Logan to something like this was completely out of character for Jack. He tried to avoid death at all costs, knowing just how it felt to be dragged over the coals and brought back to life each time. But knowing that Logan couldn't die (or so the man believed) and Jack's utter frustration with the neanderthal, he couldn't help himself.

Well, that and caffeine withdrawl might have had something to do with it. More than something to do with it. Who'd have thought he'd still be suffering with Ianto around? These damned PTB. Was it too much to ask for to get a decent (by his standards) cupof coffee? Not to mention these damned clones running about. Blatantly asking for sex? Jack shuddered, passing the movement off as shivering from the cold. Worst part was... if it was a complete clone, did it carry the same 'side-effect' he had?

God, what if he was stuck with the imbicile for good?

Consequently, Jack knew this was stupid, but he couldn't back down. Besides, it was the best way to provide some entertainment coupled with the 'least' harmful way to take out his aggressions. If anyone was to deal with the Weevils, it was him. Not some arse with a murder complex who couldn't understand that humans weren't always at the top of the food chain.

Standing in front of the clock tower at five minutes to noon, Jack crossed his arms. And waited.